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Natalie Audelo

@natalieaudelo

designing social architecture and community experiences that build trust, generate creativity, and encourage authentic human connection. exploring the healing power of play, movement, music and other integrative practices.

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    if you know me, you know that #richardpowers is one of my favorite authors. his pulitzer-prize winning novel #theoverstory was a formative text for me, one that has informed so much of my work with @atmos. we were already working on volume 06: beyond when i saw that his next book was about an astrobiologist looking for life in space as well as the meaning of it here on earth. i knew that it would be a perfect fit for the issue. i read it in two days and i was right. the stars aligned and we were able to have a conversation about it, one that left me with a single word: #bewilderment. link is in outer space which is to say my bio ✨ special thanks to @michael.hauptman for the out-of-this-world photos and for the amazing team that brought this issue to life: @jakesarge @ranatoofanian @lolabe @anthonybones_ @tessaforrest @yessfun @mgregory7 @michellegolden. more to come 🪐

    Everything Is Connected and Kinship

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    “I am a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved.” So beautiful! 🙌🏿💜 What is something you’ve picked up from someone you loved?? (My heart already knows it won’t be able to handle these responses 🥹) @lifedeathwhat

  • redefining success and building a new world

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    Good morning 🌞 Image ID: On Waking Up I am wondering when newer became better. When we forsook the familiar for ideas of the future, mistook the mundane for less than extraordinary, wrote it off like a story. I am wondering when less stopped being more. When we began to believe that everything could be found in a store, that satisfaction will never be enough for you or for me. I am wondering when we fell for the lie. When we accepted that we’re here to work til we die, that our days are measured not in meaning but minutes and maximum efficiency. I am wondering when we can say we’ve made it. When we will look back and claim that the searching for fame and the making a name was worth what was lost, becoming somebody. I am wondering when the world will wake up. When we will open our eyes and realize that in staying asleep to keep chasing the dream, we forgot all we have: just this, to be.

    Life and

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